Right before he let the shove propell him backwards, Megatron leaned forward enough to mouth another light kiss over the other audial finial, then let himself pitch backwards. He didn't fall backwards, but he didn't sit down either - it was something between that, ending up with Megatron reclining on the berth, propped up by his elbows.

"As you say," Megatron said with a lopsided smirk and a little flicker of one dim optic. "And if it's soon, perhaps we should make sure you're in the berth before that, then." He hooked a foot around Orion's left leg, but didn't pull, merely pressed his foot against the back of Orion's knee joint.